Seeing that the incense was burned, Zhou Yi's face was discouraged, "I lost." ”

"My young lady wins this game."

The steward's voice was so loud that everyone on the street could hear it.

"In the next game, bet on the dice and guess the big and small."

The strategist hurried up to support him, but the sweat in his head did not stop.

"Okay, let me remind you, if you lose this game, you have to cut a finger, if I lose this game, I will cut mine, and if you lose again, you can think about whose finger you cut first."

Zilan reminded with a smile, exerting pressure without leaving a trace to create a tense atmosphere.

Many of the guards laughed, a bit sarcastic.

Zhou Yi knew that today's plan would not be completed, and he only hoped that Wudou could win back some face, so he looked at Song Ziyan and Cui Hao, who were standing in the audience and paying attention to Zilan, without leaving a trace, and smiled at the corners of his mouth, and muttered a few words to the people around him.

Zilan sighed in her heart, feeling that he hadn't figured out a good fart, and suddenly felt a little panicked in her heart, and subconsciously looked at her brother and Cui Hao.

The two of them smiled at her, calmly and calmly, nodded at her slightly, and encouraged her not to panic with their eyes.

Zilan closed her eyes slightly and took a deep breath, slowly opened them, and saw a man coming up again, holding a jar of dice in his hand, the more nervous he was, the more calm he was, the more panicked he was, and kept telling himself that winning this battle was particularly important to kill chickens and monkeys.

"Let's go."

The strategist shouted beside him, not giving Zilan time to prepare at all.

The samurai shook the dice, he is a martial arts practitioner, he can grasp the strength in his hand very well, and he is still somewhat sure of this.

"The quiz begins."

The steward gave an order.

"Great."

"Great."

"Look, everyone, it's big, it's a draw."

The steward opened the jar and showed it to everyone.

"The second game begins."

"Small."

"Great."

The strategist hesitated and guessed.

When I opened it, my face turned gray, but I didn't expect it to be small, Zilan won the game.

"The last game."

One last time the samurai took a deep breath, exhausted all his mind, and lowered the jar to the table.

Zilan didn't give the strategist a chance to think, "The leopard kills all." ”

Crisp and neat without the slightest hesitation, everyone exclaimed.

The strategist held back for a long time, and the steward grabbed the words, "If you can't tell it, it's a loss, whoever takes the lead wins, this is the rule, and you can't follow it." ”

"That's right, there is no such thing as guessing points."

All the spectators also nodded, and it was cheating to follow and win.

The strategist sighed, looked back at Zhou Yi, his face was completely black, he pursed his lips and didn't say a word, the strategist knew that he was miserable.

"You lost three games and three wins, and you are willing to gamble and lose, who will cut your fingers."

The steward was not afraid to block in front of Zilan and cover her tightly.

Zilan was hidden behind, took out a handkerchief and wiped her sweat, her tense mind could be slightly relieved at this point, and she couldn't help with the rest of the martial arts at all.

"Shall I come, can I use my left hand?"

The strategist's voice trembled, and his face was pale and decadent.

Zilan glanced at the strategist's decadent look, then at his brother, and asked for his opinion, at this moment, did she feel that she was a little cruel, and would she give the Song family any tricks.

"For the sake of all scholars, yes, I will fulfill you."

Ziyan went on stage without hesitation, and made a look to let Zilan take off the stage.

She got off the stage and stood beside Cui Hao, her hands sweating nervously, "I saw him muttering to you just now, I'm afraid I'll ......fight later."

The meaning is self-explanatory.

"Don't be afraid, I'm confident that I'm no worse than anyone else, I can't eat your good things for nothing, believe us."

Cui Hao held her hand and strained slightly, feeling her nervousness and panic.

The warm big hands gave her a lot of stability and a sense of steadiness.

And Ziyan on the stage beckoned, the guard handed him a dagger, he pressed the left hand of the strategist on the table, the knife fell, and a section of the little finger of the left hand was cut off, fortunately, it was only the smallest finger, and it did not affect him too much as possible.

The strategist screamed, and almost his whole body was drenched with sweat, which was painful.

"Thank you Song Gongzi for your mercy, I am grateful."

The strategist knew that the Song family still had a glimmer of leeway, otherwise he would have no future if he cut off a finger of his right hand.

The strategist was sweating profusely and was helped down to be medicated and bandaged, but he was thinking in his heart that after this incident, he had to find a way to get out of the palace, he was not a good master.

"Wu Dou, Wen Dou, you have all picked out all the benefits, everyone here can see it clearly, my sister didn't say anything, and the body of a weak woman took it all.

How about I come and fight your samurai in the following martial arts? Life and death are destined. ”

Ziyan stood up without flinching at this time, he couldn't let his sister charge forward again and again, he was a man, he couldn't retreat if he came forward, otherwise why should he say that he would take on the responsibility of the Song family and protect his family.

Qi Lingyun upstairs had been watching everything, clasping his hands tightly, very nervous, and trembling even more nervously when he heard this.

She covered her mouth tightly and didn't say a word, unwilling to disturb their brother and sister at this time, she knew that her husband must have his reasons for doing this, and all she had to do was trust their brother and sister.

Xianglou is the industry of the Song family, and it is also the future Song Ziyan will bear most of the responsibility, he can't just take the benefits but shirk the responsibility, but push his sister to the front again and again to resist the wind and rain, which will make people look down on him.

"Yes, yes, you can't all have the final say, it's too domineering."

Some of the rich children who have a good relationship with Xianglou opened their mouths to help, Song Zilan has always been generous, fair and careful, and the mood is still very comfortable when drinking here, and the service is also meticulous, treating them as thoughtful as guests, and they don't leave gifts during the New Year's holidays, but it's much better than being in love with Zhou Yi, we can't do anything else, but it's still okay to say a word.

"How do you compare?"

Zhou Yi was already unable to withdraw at this time, today's plan was doomed to failure, even if he won the martial arts, he would have to bear a lot of responsibility, as well as the emperor's anger.

"Compared to fists, I don't know how to swords, fists are okay."

That set of body cultivation exercises is currently the best, he has broken through the first layer of exercises, dare to say that no one can beat him than boxing, he still has some confidence in his heart, and the jade bone paste has been insisting on soaking, and his physical fitness is much better than ordinary people.

Even if you lose, you won't die, and if you are injured, it won't have much effect, and you will definitely be cured with your sister here.

"Okay, let you choose what weapons to use in the next two games."

Zhou Yi had to compromise in the face of public opinion, and now the situation is no longer over.

The joust began, and the crowd gave up their places, leaving the empty seats and the stands for them.

A samurai came up, covered in tendon flesh, and he could frighten people just by looking at that posture, but Ziyan was not afraid.

The two slowly circled around on the stage, looking at each other, and the atmosphere was very tense.